An Arresting Development

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Louis smiled at the distraught woman, "I am not arresting you April. Now what are you doing now? Where do you live?"

Another exhale of smoke was followed by, "I only live a minute away in Granger Road. Would you care to accompany me and I will make you a cup of tea for all the trouble I have caused you?"

Louis was intrigued by this woman and Granger Road was still within his area and so decided to walk with the woman to make sure she got home safety and didn`t get into any more trouble. He called Gordon in the communications room and told him what had happened and then walked slowly with April around the corner and into Granger Road. Most of the houses in this street were four stories and converted into bed sits. The large house that April led him to had only one bell and letterbox suggesting that April owned the entire house. She walked up the two steps, opened the door and turned and beckoned Louis to follow her.

Louis entered and walked into the large foyer as April threw her keys onto a small table, placed her handbag and the paper bag with the lingerie on an adjoining chair and walked through into a large kitchen at the back. Louis followed and saw that the place was clean and tidy. It was almost antiseptic in its cleanliness. There were large windows that looked out on a small well-kept garden that contained a myriad of flowers in pots, and a table with for chairs.

As April filled the kettle and switched it on he looked around. There was a large wall opposite the working area where April was busy making their tea. It had five large movie posters in frames fixed to it. He was shocked though as he inspected more closely. This wasn`t the usual "King Kong" or "Clockwork Orange" posters. The titles were far raunchier. "What your Wife does for others", "Lick me Quick", "Big Boys and Big Breasts" were the first three tittles he read. As he read further he saw all of them starred April Showers.

April turned and saw him reading and explained, "April Showers was my stage name. My real name is Mavis Biggs." She laughed as she spoke. "I was one of the top stars in Soho in the nineties. My husband Luther was a director and producer. We met on the set and got married five weeks later. We were married for nearly twenty years before the fucking cancer took him!"

Louis could feel himself blushing, but April seemed to have no qualms telling him her life story as they sat with their tea at the large kitchen table. Taking a long sip and lighting another cigarette she told him, "I was born into a particularly boring middle class family in Watford. They sent me to some snooty boarding school for years and I only ever saw my parents at the holidays. When I was eighteen I just ran away. I had a friend who lived in Bow and I crashed at her place for a bit. We did the usual sex, drugs and rock and roll that all teenagers do when first away from home. Then I met a guy at a party who told me I could be a model." Again she laughed.

Another sip of tea and a couple of deep drags on the cigarette and she went on with her story. "Yes, I wanted to be a model. This so called model photo shoot in Soho ended with me covered in spunk and my mouth, pussy and arse hurting like hell. But, he paid me over fifty quid. In those days that was a week's wage, so I went back the next day, and the one after that. I was earning over five hundred pounds a week at my peak. At first it was just photographs, but then I did the movies. Fifty seven in total. Then I met Luther and I quit, apart from the private shows I did with him. Sometimes he would bring actors and actresses home and we would all fuck each other. It was great fun."

Louis didn`t know whether to laugh or cry at the story, but April seemed more than happy with her life, so chose to laugh with her. As he finished his tea and stood he told her, "Sounds like you have had an interesting life April. Keep that carefree attitude, and your sticky fingers in your pockets and everything will turn out fine. Now, I have to be going." On an impulse he wrote his name and number on a piece of paper and handed it to her. "If you get too down, give me a call. If I am about I will pop in for a cuppa."

As she showed him to the door she said softly, "Thank you Louis. Can I call you Louis? I miss Luther so much. I miss so many things, but especially his dick. Fuck me he knew how to use that six inches. He was better than all the actors I was with."

Louis laughed. April really was something different. He put on his helmet and said, "Yes you can call me Louis. Take care April." And he walked down the steps and onto the street.

She called after him, "Next time you come by I will show you our cinema and you can watch some of my movies if you want. Bring your wife or girlfriend if you want!" and with that she shut the door as Louis made his way down the street grinning to himself.

The rest of his shift passed without incident and he was home by eleven. A quick shower and he settled down to watch TV for an hour. By the time he went to bed he had nearly forgotten about April. Nearly, but not quite, and he had another quick laugh about her antics and then he slept, not stirring until he heard the bedroom door creak at just after seven.

Louis feigned sleep as he watched Jessica creep into the room. She removed her blouse and uniform skirt and reached behind her unhooking a lacy black bra. He moved and she looked down at him. He opened his eyes and took in the wondrous view of Jessica in just the skimpiest pair of black panties that matched the now discarded bra and thick black, thigh high stockings. This was one of the things he loved about her. She may have the dowdy uniform on top, but underneath was always the best lingerie and she never wore tights, always stockings.

Seeing him staring up at her she stopped disrobing and left the stockings and panties on as she climbed onto the bed. "So you are awake then?" she used her sultry "I want sex" voice. Her hand dipped below the covers and grabbed his rapidly stiffening cock. "That`s good, because I am horny as fuck and now have a week off to play with this." With that her hand moved rapidly up and down his shaft.

Louis laughed and pushed her over onto her back and his mouth latched onto one of her nipples. He nipped it gently with his teeth bringing a low groan from Jessica that started in her throat. He applied the same procedure with the other nipple and then kissed his way down her body. He noticed that the black silk of the panties was already showing evidence of her arousal and he let the aroma from the growing wet spot fill his nose. His hands were busy on her breasts, flicking and pinching the nipples and then massaging the small globes.

He kissed her tenderly on the insides of both thighs and her musky scent filled his senses. She was moaning now, as he teased all around the slit that was rapidly leaking liquid into the sheer material of the panties. His fingers still played with her nipples as he licked the crease of skin where her leg met her crotch and she bucked wildly trying to grind her silk covered gash against his face. One of his hands left her breast and he eased the gusset to one side allowing him to view the puffy, shiny lips beneath.

Louis ran his tongue the entire length of her snatch, lapping at the sweet moisture within. Focusing on the small nub of nerves at the apex he created suction with his lips as his tongue flicked the hard nub. Jessica was mewling gently at every touch of his tongue, and as he slid two fingers into her warm, slimy tunnel she squealed as her climax hit. Her legs clenched together, trapping his head between her thighs. Her hands grabbed handfuls of the sheets and her head was thrown back into the pillow. Louis continued to suck her juices from her labia and his tongue delved as far as possible inside to join his two fingers.

Jessica was breathlessly chanting a mantra, "Yes baby, and fuck me with your fingers and tongue. Fuck me. Make me come again."

Louis was pushing two and now three digits in and out of her sopping wet pussy. He had latched onto her clit and was exerting ever increasing pressure until she screamed out, "Oh my God. Fuuuuuuck! Yeeeeeessss!" and this time her juices flooded over his mouth and chin.

Jessica violently pulled his head from between her thighs and spun him onto his back before throwing a stockinged leg over his waist and feeding his rampant erection into the sopping wet gash between her legs. As she settled, impaled upon his hard flesh Louis looked up at her. A blush had spread from her breasts up her throat and tinted her face a pale pink. Her eyes were screwed shut and her brow was furrowed in concentration.

Jessica just sat there for a few moments and Louis revelled in the sensation of his hard cock being surrounded by the warm, moist flesh. As she began to slide backwards and forwards their pubic bones grated together increasing his pleasure. Within a minute Jessica was close again. Her finger nails dug viciously into his chest and her breathing was louder and ragged. Jessica raised herself slightly and Louis felt himself start to slip from inside her vaginal embrace until she let herself fall, once more engulfing him inside her.

She repeated the action and this time Louis thrust powerfully upwards as she moved downwards. Over and over Louis thrust against her as she rode him quicker and quicker and then she screamed. Her head flew backwards. Her finger nails left ten deep welts in his chest and her body shook. Louis thrust twice more vigorously up into Jessica before he felt himself ejaculate deep, deep within her, and Jessica slumped forward onto his chest. Lois wrapped his arms around her, holding her in a crushing embrace as aftershocks from the strong orgasm rippled through her body raising goose bumps on her pale skin.

He continued to hold her as her chest rose and fell against his until her breathing returned to normal. He felt their combined secretions start to ooze from her vagina and coat his pubic hair and then she literally fell to one side of him and lay on the covers, her raised legs still clad in the black nylon. Jessica spoke, "Wow. Fuck I needed that!" and then giggled like a young girl.

Louis leaned over and kissed her chastely on the cheek before going to the bathroom and showering off the gooey mess that was matting his curly brown pubic hair. He spent a good ten minutes in the shower letting the needle like jets massage his body. After shaving and applying after shave and deodorant he returned to the bedroom. Jessica was asleep, curled in a foetal position and still wearing the stockings and panties, that were now twisted and stuck to her lower regions with their juices. Louis threw on a pair of shorts and a T-Shirt before tip toeing out of the room and closing the door gently behind him.

Louis had already done two loads of washing and prepared their uniforms in a bag to take to the dry cleaners when Jessica appeared in the kitchen four hours later. She had showered and looked rested as she grabbed a mug and boiled the kettle for some tea. She was dressed in just one of his dress shirts that she had adopted since moving in and looked absolutely gorgeous to him as he settled down at the kitchen table with his third cup of coffee that morning.

He knew Jessica was not a great morning person, so he remained silent until she sat at the table with her steaming mug of tea. After she had taken a few sips he enquired about her shift and was told that nothing special had occurred and then they discussed their plans for the weeks' vacation. Louis had booked them a three day break at a country hotel in Kent, but that was in a couple of days' time. They knew that they had to do the usual chores in the first couple of days. Washing, dry cleaning and generally tidying up the house but they decided to go for a pub lunch later. There were some great pubs down by the river that they both enjoyed, but first the normal boring stuff that couples always have to do.

Two hours later they walked hand in hand along the banks of the Thames before turning into one of the pubs with a garden giving great views of the boats moving up and down the wide river. The menu offered the usual fare of chicken or burger with chips in a basket and they ordered at the bar before taking their beers out into the garden and sitting under an umbrella to protect them from the strong July heat.

As they waited for their food they sat peacefully people watching. It was a favourite game of theirs to try and guess the stories behind the people in the pub garden, those walking past on the tow path and even the several small boats that made their way up and down the river. A young girl arrived with their meals and a wooden block full of salt, pepper and sauces.

As they tucked in ravenously Louis told Jessica about his meeting with April and how he felt sorry for the woman. Jessica listened with mild interest until he started to tell her about the pornography aspect and then she was all ears and prompted him to tell her all the dirty details with a salacious grin on her face, along with a couple of spots of grease from her burger. By the time they had finished their meal and he had embellished the story a bit they were both chuckling and drinking their second beers.

Jessica was smiling as she told him, "Maybe I will go and visit Mr. Robinson and pick up a few things for our three day break this week!"

Louis wasn`t absolutely sure if she was joking or not, so said noncommittedly, "Well it isn`t far from here. Maybe twenty minutes' walk."

Jessica downed half the beer in her glass and said, "OK. When we finish here we can walk up there. It's a nice day for a stroll and you can wait in the Builders Arms around the corner as I don`t want to spoil the surprise for you!" Then she left to the bar to get them another beer.

They sat in the sunshine and drank two more beers before starting to go slowly towards Mr. Robinson`s shop. The sun and the five beers meant that they were both very happy, but not drunk. Louis enjoyed the walk with his hand clasped in Jessica's. He enjoyed the admiring looks that Jessica got from many of the men, and even some of the women, they passed. She looked great in a yellow, short floral sundress with no bra. Her nipples making small dents in the thin cotton, and her long, toned legs were on full display. Louis thought her legs were probably her best feature.

They arrived at the door of the shop he had visited yesterday and Louis could see Mr. Robinson and Aisha inside deep in conversation with two women in their thirties. Jessica looked into the shop window quickly before kissing him on the cheek and pushing him playfully away with a short, "Go on then. Get to the pub and leave me to my shopping. I will meet you there when I am done!"

Louis walked around the corner and entered the bar of the Builders Arms. It was quiet in the pub as it was still the afternoon and before the evening rush, with maybe four or five other customers. He took his beer to a table in the corner and read the news on his phone as the level in the glass dropped at regular intervals. He ordered a second beer and glanced at his watch. Jessica had been in the shop for over half an hour already. What hell was she doing for all that time? When he bought underwear it took him about three minutes, and that included paying for it!

He settled back at his table and started to play Candy Crush on his phone when it buzzed loudly indicating that he had a WhatsApp message. Thinking it was Jessica and she had forgotten her purse or something he opened the message. It was from April.

Louis read the long message, "Hi Louis, I wanted to thank you for your kindness yesterday.I am so sorry for the inconvenience I caused you. I know I shouldn`t, but sometimes the loss of Luther just settles on me like a dark cloud and I lose track of time. It's like I am in a trance and then four or five hours are gone by. I was wondering if you are about today. I am in another terribly down fugue, as today would have been Luther`s 60th birthday. You were so easy to talk too yesterday and really raised my spirits. If you can, just come round. I will be home all day and night alone. Best Wishes April x."

Louis was a compassionate man and he felt this woman's pain. He wrote back after some consideration. "Hi April. I am so sorry that you are feeling so depressed. Unfortunately I am not working today and am out with my girlfriend doing some shopping and having a drink. I promise that next time I am working I will stop by and have a cuppa. Stay strong Louis."

He had just pressed send as Jessica bundled into the pub with two large paper shopping bags bearing the crest that Louis recognized from Robinson`s Lingerie shop. My God, Louis thought, she must have bought the whole bloody shop. He rose and kissed her on the cheek as she slumped onto the short bar stool at his table. He went to get a beer for her as she sorted herself out and arranged the bags and her handbag on the bench where he had been sitting.

When he returned and placed the glass in front of Jessica she said, "Thanks. You got a message." And pointed at his mobile that he had left on the table.

Louis picked it up and read April`s new message, "Hi Louis, I am sorry to hear that you are not around. I would so like someone to talk to today. It is so lonely since Luther went. If you are near here please come. Feel free to bring your girlfriend as I like women too (Smiley). I have just opened a good bottle of wine and am in the garden so we could have some fun. If not I will understand. No pressure. April. x"

Looking at Jessica`s puzzled expression he passed her the phone so she could read the messages. While she was reading he thought about what he should do. He felt genuinely sorry for April. There was no rule that said he couldn`t have a drink with people he met through his work. Unless they were a criminal, and April wasn`t, as Mr. Robinson hadn`t pressed charges. He also didn`t want to upset Jessica by dragging her to the woman's house when they were supposed to be on vacation. He would just go round on the next shift. He took a sip of his beer as Jessica passed his phone back.

She looked at him with her soulful green eyes and said, "I know you, you big softy. We can go round for a few minutes. She does sound awfully depressed, and if anything happened it would be on both of us, and we would never forgive ourselves. Plus, it's just around the corner from here isn`t it?"

Louis asked her if she was sure, and when she nodded in ascent they spent ten minutes finishing their drinks before leaving the pub for the short walk to April`s. Arriving at the large house, Louis walked up the two steps before ringing the bell. Two minutes later and April was leading them through the house towards the table in the small garden. There was a half-filled glass on the table and an ice bucket with a bottle of wine in it. She sat them down before disappearing into the kitchen briefly, before returning with two more glasses.

Once filled, the three glasses were clinked together and all said "Cheers." Louis introduced Jessica, and April beamed at her. "My word you are a beauty. If you ever want to get into films Jessica I still have a few contacts in the business and can put in a word for you."

Jessica laughed and said kindly, "I don`t think my superiors would appreciate it if I did a porno April. But thanks all the same."

April laughed with her and replied, "I did a movie dressed as a woman police officer once. It was called Play with my Truncheon I think. I can show you later if you want. Luther converted the top floor into a small cinema and I have all my movies on DVD so it is no bother."

Jessica laughed louder at this before grinning and answering, "We will see. Maybe not today, but another day, why not?"